The Songs of England and Scotland, 第 1 卷J. Cochrane, 1835 |
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... hand of a beauteous Blancheflour . Many of those old romances , which the Minstrels chanted , and which Chaucer alludes to , still exist , shewing a vein of fancy and an ele- gance of description , for the period in which they were ...
... hand of a beauteous Blancheflour . Many of those old romances , which the Minstrels chanted , and which Chaucer alludes to , still exist , shewing a vein of fancy and an ele- gance of description , for the period in which they were ...
第 xix 頁
... hands , her minion fete , They seme to me there is none so mete , As my swete swetyng . Above all other prayse must I , And loue my pretty pygsnye , * For none I fynd soo womanly As my swete swetyng . Among the Royal MSS . in the ...
... hands , her minion fete , They seme to me there is none so mete , As my swete swetyng . Above all other prayse must I , And loue my pretty pygsnye , * For none I fynd soo womanly As my swete swetyng . Among the Royal MSS . in the ...
第 xxii 頁
... hand I think me sure , O Fortune cry consent- And change thy frown of displeasure , Not make our love misspent . Woe worth thy power my foremost foe That art so rude to me Thou turnest all to care and woe- That joys and sweets should be ...
... hand I think me sure , O Fortune cry consent- And change thy frown of displeasure , Not make our love misspent . Woe worth thy power my foremost foe That art so rude to me Thou turnest all to care and woe- That joys and sweets should be ...
第 xxvi 頁
... hand , To grant whatever you would crave , I have both waged life and land , Your love and good will for to have . I bought thee kerchers to thy head , That were wrought fine and gallantly , I kept thee booth at boord and bed Which cost ...
... hand , To grant whatever you would crave , I have both waged life and land , Your love and good will for to have . I bought thee kerchers to thy head , That were wrought fine and gallantly , I kept thee booth at boord and bed Which cost ...
第 xxxiv 頁
... hands of every one . Had the music of even a single song been printed , copyright would certainly have been interfered with and hurt - but with the printing of the lyrics themselves , the case seems otherwise . As for descent and birth ...
... hands of every one . Had the music of even a single song been printed , copyright would certainly have been interfered with and hurt - but with the printing of the lyrics themselves , the case seems otherwise . As for descent and birth ...
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第 256 頁 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
第 92 頁 - Enlarged winds that curl the flood Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for a hermitage.
第 31 頁 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
第 95 頁 - WHY so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
第 257 頁 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! [From the Hebrew Melodies.] KNOW YE THE LAND?
第 21 頁 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who...
第 256 頁 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea. When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
第 79 頁 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
第 21 頁 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
第 20 頁 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...